Precious Friend – Japanese Garden – Gone Forever

Precious friend of mine

Decades of slow growth, patience

Leaves of crimson lace.

I often sought peace

Refuge amidst moss, ferns

Waterfalls now tears.

Always there for me

Waiting, ready, enfolding

Now torn asunder.

To be more “correct”?

That is lost in translation

Nature needs no tongue.

Anonymous

All images are before the renovation of the Japanese Garden. Photos by Beatrice Angela Jacobs

//inserted by Sharon